In January, Will and I celebrated our 2nd wedding anniversary with a trip to the Pearl District in San Antonio. We also went to a fertility “seminar,” which turned out to be just us and one other couple in a conference room with only some cheese and crackers separating us from a fertility doctor and her powerpoint presentation. Will won the husband of the year award for asking about fifty pointed questions that all began with “well, with our period…”
In February, I coordinated another wedding! Will gifted me a new hairdo for Valentine’s Day, so I made a big chop and updated my balyage (which I have had to some varying degree for four years now thanks to my amazing stylist!). I went to see the Staves (!), who I had been wanting to see for four years and they were amazing.
In March, I was approached about taking a new job. I considered it. I took it. More on that later. We also went camping with some of our very favorite people, and they made camping seem fun.
In April, I broke out in a horrific ten plagues of Egypt style rash the week before we went to Hawaii to celebrate my mother-in-law’s 60th birthday. Highs and lows. This rash was supposed to be a once in a lifetime event, but my immune systems is super accommodating and went ahead and let this thing take up residence again. Even though it was already covering over 70% of my body the day we left, it decided to start spreading to my face and head on the airplane. Because when opportunity knocks, you’ve just got to answer it. The saltwater and fresh air in Hawaii almost immediately healed me, which was a miracle because my doctor told me it was supposed to rage for about 3-4 months. I am properly convinced that Hawaii is a completely magical place. We had a great time celebrating my mother in law, ate a lot (and I do mean a lot) of poke, and swam with sea turtles!
In May, I finished up my old job and started my new job! My sisters and I took our annual sisters trip to the J.W. Marriot in San Antonio, and we celebrated Deborah’s birthday.
*Not a picture from Deborah’s birthday, we just twins.
In June, Will took his CFA exam (and passed!!). We modeled for one of our friend’s bridal shoots (and I had one of the best hair days of my life), and we bought a new car! At the end of the month we went to Colorado for a friend’s wedding and felt like fancy folks.
In July, I turned 30, celebrated the Fourth of July in true American backyard kiddie pool fashion, traveled back to Colorado for a work conference (and saw a double rainbow on top of a mountain!), and gave up coffee. Yes. I haven’t had coffee since July 30th. I also broke up with my fertility doctor (we went on a break really) and instead went to acupuncture twice a week, rubbed weird oil on my lower abdomen, took about a million supplements, and went on a cleanse. Stay tuned for what happened next.
In August, we found out we were pregnant!!! Thank you, weird oil, and God, for making us a sweet baby!!!! I also went to see John Mayer in concert, which was another (though lesser) dream come true.
In September, I ate a lot of fast food and toast and tried not to vomit when people mentioned offensive things like eggs or vegetables… or when I had to do hard things like shower. I was also very tired, so that’s really all I remember of September. The first trimester is no joke, you guys.
In October, Hillary came to visit, I quit my job and we dressed up as the Alvin and the Chipmunks for Halloween. Will and I went on a super relaxing weekend getaway with our church community group in the Texas Hill Country, and I finished out my first trimester strong by remaining vomit free (though somewhat under-showered)!
In November, we found out we were having a girl and announced it to our families at Thanksgiving! I started working for Stitch Fix as a stylist.
In December, we decorated our house and my parent’s house for Christmas, Will and I went to DC for our babymoon, I got a cold, we traveled to Breckenridge for Christmas with Will’s family, and then I got another cold. I hosted our annual roommate Christmas on NYE, then Will and I rung in the new year at 11 pm before we conked out, because colds win most of the time
The Best of 2017:
The Lake House, Kate Morton
Simplicity Parenting, Kim Payne
Better than Before, Gretchen Rubin
Song: Castle on a Hill, Ed Sheerhan
TV Show: This is Us (it was new to us), The OA (SO SO GOOD)
Clothing Purchase: Maternity pants (with the full belly band) from Motherhood Maternity, a black quilted vest from Old Navy that I have worn most days since October.
Home Purchase: These spice jars from World Market, because I love organization a little too much. They have been a dinner making game changer. Also, the grey slipcover for our couch- it totally changed the look of our living room.
Life Purchase: Our Honda CRV. It’s been the best thing ever (RIP to the fully paid off car with over 100,000 miles on it, I still miss you and honor your memory.)
Day: We found out we were (finally) pregnant on August 16, the same day Will proposed to me three years prior.
Podcast: Young House Love has a Podcast
Worst Podcast: It’s a toss-up between S-Town and Up and Vanished, which I loved for the first 10-12 episodes and then became one long super boring ego trip for the host.
Biggest Accomplishment: Quitting my job, which I know isn’t really an accomplishment but let me just say, it was. I knew I needed to do it, and I was so scared.
And just for kicks:
Weird places I cried in 2017: On an airplane, in an uber, in an airport, in a bakery, at work… all health-related, and 95% during pregnancy. Have you ever cried in an uber? It’s probably the most awkward place to have a meltdown.
Places I *almost* vomited in 2017: In the bushes, in my car, in the shower, in our guest bedroom after crawling from the shower to said bedroom, at work, in my kitchen while making a smoothie, on the trail by my house.
Places I actually vomited in 2017: NOWHERE THANK YOU JESUS.
And that’s a wrap! 2017 will always be such a sweet year for me, because it’s when we conceived our precious baby girl. But honestly, there was so much good this year. Will and I had a less than stellar New Year’s Day last year, for a lot of reasons. 2016 was pretty rough, and I felt like something really needed to change (my attitude being one of them). We felt stuck in a lot of areas. And we were grumpy about it (mostly I was grumpy about it, I won’t drag him into this). So, we decided to set a word ‘intention’ for the year, and the word we picked was ‘Faithfulness.’ I wrote it on an index card and put it on the fridge January 1… I thought it would mean that we would strive to be faithful- faithful to what God had for us, faithful to the people he had put in our lives, and faithful in our attitudes. I hope we accomplished this, but what I came to see was God’s faithfulness to us showing up in big ways on a daily basis. We saw so many prayers answered in 2017 – sometimes in really clear ways, sometimes in really hard ways, and sometimes in ways that we didn’t realize was an answered prayer until months later. We got a lot of no’s. We faced a lot of shut doors. We saw a ton of change. But God cared for us so well, often times through people. I have been struck by the kindness of people time and time again this year- people who prayed for us, who encouraged us, who had us over, who brought us meals, who told me it was ok to quit my job (and held me to that decision when I finally decided to do it!), who just plain showed up when we needed them to. So, a toast to 2017! And 2018- I know you’re already a month in, but I think I’m ready for you now!